“ ... we die, just as we were born, at the edge of a road not of our choosing. ”
Our ancestors derived less from life than we do, but they also expected much less and were less intent on controlling the future. We are of the arrogant generations who believe a lasting happiness was promised to us at birth. Promised? By whom?
~ Amin Maalouf
Nothing is born of nothing, least of all knowledge, modernity, or enlightened thought; progress is made in tiny surges, in successive laps, like an endless relay race. But there are links without which nothing would be passed on, and for that reason, they deserve the gratitude of all who benefited from them.
Some women's arms are placed of exile, others are a native land.
Some women's arms are places of exile, others are a native land.
